well if he was my teacher.. lol

Davai! (Or why Otayuri actually wins the world)


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I’ve been thinking a lot about this comment of Kubo-sensei’s. It’s just the most adorable thing I have read in a while. I am not the biggest Otayuri fan, but only mostly because they’re seriously too young for me at this point. I do like their tandem, however, and I am enjoying the attention they are getting recently with the official photos and everything.

This comment, though, just paints such a cute picture for me: Otabek as a god of victory, like a mystical butterfly who ignores and flits past everyone else but chooses to rest on one particular mortal’s shoulder and bless him with strength and victory.

Listen, this is what is great about what Kubo-sensei said. Yuuri Katsuki has the gold rings that connect him to Viktor as his lucky charm - we know this. BUT! Yuri Plisetsky’s lucky charm, on the other hand, is Otabek Altin.

Yuri’s a great character. He is an angry teenager, but also a talented one who has big dreams and the actual skills to achieve those dreams. From the very beginning, we know this. It was even a point he has above Yuuri Katsuki.

He aims to win and does not see what others might consider obstacles. So what if it will be his first Grand Prix? He’s awesome. He won the juniors series. He can win as a senior, too.

Yuri, however, is also very immature. He is pretty poor at expressing himself and seems to shortcut through having to process most personal encounters and interactions by just being angry all the time. Affection for others embarrasses him, which is why he gets so high-strung around Viktor and Yuuri.

(I can’t really blame the kid, though. Those two just have no chill. They’re embarrassing.)

Interestingly though, Yuri seemed to calm down after Otabek came in the picture. It’s a complete 180. Yuri still had that passion, but somehow it became more tempered, less angry and more focused - so much so that the moment Otabek came in, Yuri broke a world record and then proceeded to win his first Grand Prix Final.

I am not saying that it is Otabek’s doing, like an actual god of victory. That would be ridiculous, and it’s more an expression than anything else. The timing is just pretty neat, and isn’t that how people develop lucky charms in the first place? You happen to have them right at the moment of a great win. It is also not as if Otabek was completely useless. He did provide a friend to Yuri, who thus far had been going on without someone he can actually call a friend. Everyone around him were either older than him, a competitor, a mentor or a teacher. I think Otabek calmed Yuri down by reminding him that he can just be himself… well, a cool version of himself anyway. Yuri actually sort of acted his age with Otabek around. For instance, this?

I thought Yuri was kind of cool-guy-posing here - you know, acting chill, even looks kind of smug. Lol, this reminded me so much of my younger brother when he was about Yuri’s age. He was such a useless brat at home and was pissed off at everything and nothing 99% of the time, but the moment his friends came over or one of them called him on the phone, he sort of became this cool version of himself - wittier, sharper, less fidgety. Lmao, his voice even became deeper. Smh at these boys…

What I also love about Otabek’s character is that he reminds us of Yuri’s name. Names are a big deal, okay, and I thought that Yuri being Yurio was kind of like him being a secondary character to Yuuri Katsuki - Yuuri #2, if you will. Ever since episode 2, Yuri is Yurio, and for every episode hence, he is Yurio. It was actually a bit of a shock to me when Otabek yelled this out in episode 11:

I was literally, “Oh yeah, that’s Yurio’s name.” I know Yakov and Lilia call Yurio by his name, but somehow it was when Otabek was calling him by this did Yurio become Yuri to me again. My theory is that it is Otabek’s manner, this I-know-you-call-him-Yurio-and-I-don’t-care-because-his-name-is-Yuri attitude he has going, that is somehow more convincing than anyone else. It is as if no one else matters in his world than Yuri Plisetsky. It is ridiculous to call him by anything other than his name because to Otabek, Yuri is Yuri #1. He probably calls Yuuri “the other Yuri”, “the Japanese Yuri” or just plain “Katsuki”.

So yeah, Otabek enters Yuri’s life and now Yuri has that source of affirmation that is outside family, who is a peer and even a close contemporary. He is no longer fighting alone. Yuri’s a strong guy, but he is still a kid, and at that age people can be quite vulnerable. No 15-year-old is so self-sufficient and self-confident that they can stand on their own at all times - at least not to my knowledge. That is why I love this friendship and why I love that Otabek came along. I think his coming triggered something that Yuri has long been building throughout the series but has yet to stabilize - his strength, his growth, his maturity as a skater as well as a person.

And actually, Yuri did win in the end. I think the series did not celebrate Yuri’s win enough and admittedly, even I was on such a high during those last weeks of the show that I could not be happy for him all that much. Episode 11? I couldn’t get over Yuri’s world record; I did not want to see Viktor dethroned. By episode 12, I still couldn’t look Yuri in the face. I was bitter about his world record and I was bitter about Yuuri Katsuki not winning the Grand Prix.

BUT, it’s time to face it: Yuri Plisetsky is amazing. He won the GPF on his senior debut. He beat a world record. His coach is obviously grooming him to be the next Viktor Nikiforov, and actually, the series has been hinting at it before hitting us on the face with it in episode 11 - Yuuri Katsuki is not the next Viktor Nikiforov, but Yuri Plisetsky is. What is more amazing is that he might even surpass Viktor, especially with Yuuri Katsuki as his main rival. Viktor never really had that one rival to push him up further than he thinks he can. We are told that his wins had wide margins from his other competitors. Viktor only had himself to beat each and every time. Yuri, on the other hand, won by a hair’s width and he knows it. He is even more driven now. He will push himself harder than Viktor ever had pushed himself, and that just might tip the scale a little bit more to future Yuri’s favor.

As for Otabek? Nah, he actually does not need to do anything. He is a lucky charm; he just needs to exist. With him around, Yuri is stable, and that’s all that this talented monster skater needs really.

Lol, look at this guy just watching his favorite so proudly:

“I’m not really needed here, but fuck if I’m not staying put to watch and join the cheering.”

Otayuri actually has a lot more going for them, future-wise. They are young, they are talented, and where Viktor and Yuuri are still struggling and see-sawing between victories and losses, Otayuri actually kept a steady climb. We already know and mentioned Yuri’s wins, but Otabek was also actually that steady character from the very beginning who skated well without question and was even the first to qualify for the GPF.

So, yes. In case you are asking, Otayuri is, in fact, the real power couple of the show.

Lmao, TL;DR - Otayuri just trumped Viktuuri and ultimately even stole their gold. The secondary OTP lowkey just beat the main OTP and I, albeit a hardcore Viktuuri shipper and just an Otayuri bystander at best, still find that really hilarious.

*Me at 15 talking to my friend about that guy who was bullying me* Me: “He’s weird, you know. His eyes are so blank and dead. Like, there is nothing there. I think he’s dangerous. And angry.” Her: “Has he done *anything* to you, like physically?” Me: “Well, no...” Her: “So calm down then.”

*eight years later I meet an old Art teacher on the train and we talk a bit*

*Teacher*  “I look up my students on FB sometimes.” 

*Me* “To see which ones ended up in jail?”

*she laughed*

*Teacher* “Funny you mentioned that. Gary’s in jail. He stabbed someone repeatedly in a pub brawl.”

*Me, gasping* “Oh my fucking God! I knew it!”

*everyone on the train turned around and stared*

When YouTubers Are Relevant In School

So I was in sociology class, going over a class review over our economics and politics unit. My class was broken up into teams and the teacher was asking various questions. We would get 1 point for every 1 x (easy) question and 5 points for every 2 x (harder) question.

So my team is winning cause for some reason, no one really took notes this unit and when the teacher starts walking over to my team, he says something like:

“Ok, this one is usually one of the hardest so everyone should listen up!!”

Internally, I’m like “Welp, it was nice winning while it lasted.”

The teacher then asks

"Give two examples of how capitalism produces alienation that wasn’t discussed in class.”

So in class, I was taught that alienation is the experience of isolation and misery resulting from powerlessness. And that there’s four ways this happens:

Alienation from the act of working
Alienation from the products of work
Alienation from other workers
and Alienation from human potential.

Considering that I had to basically come up with an answer on the spot, I wasn’t sure if I would be able to answer the question.

But then I checked my notes and realized something: I could relate this to YouTube!

Now I only had to pick two of the four ways so I chose alienation from the products of work and other workers.

This was my answer for the first part:

"One example is how YouTubers experience alienation from their videos. Some YouTubers start off creating their content just for fun and the enjoyment of entertaining people. When those YouTubers are offered a job, after a while, some of them become jaded and distant from their work, cause their videos don’t feel like THEIRS anymore. Those videos start to feel like they’re made just for making a living.”

Before I continued my answer, I saw that the teacher was at first confused. Probably cause he wasn’t expecting it at all, lol! Then he says “That’s…actually a terrific example…can you give another?”

At this point, I’m blushing harder than I already was as more eyes were on me at that point (I hate being the center of attention). But I kept talking anyways…

“Um…well…YouTubers also experience alienation from other workers cause some of them are in constant competition with each other, always trying to get more views or subscribers. They use clickbait or they drag each other down to try to be the most successful and gain lots of fame and money…”

Luckily class ended soon after but I left class that day feeling really happy with myself: that I was able to add my interests to something actually academic. Like my interests could actually matter in the “real world”.

*my dad when I was 17* “You like your drama teacher a lot. You hang around him too much. I don’t like it.” *Me* “Relax, he’s gay. Well, he’s never said it out loud. It being a Catholic high school. But we all know. No one bothers.”

*Dad* “He’s a what!?”

*Me* “OK, frankly, you seemed less mad and enraged when you thought he was molesting me.”

anonymous asked:

My math teacher is well aware that I draw in math class lol... When I asked for for a new book to write in because the last one was full he was like "maybe you should save the old one, it might be worth something one day with all the artwork in there"

aw thats so sweet 

and he’s right!! its a great way of saving your old drawings and memories of school and that class!

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Request by 3 annons:

Annon 1:
Imagine being Harry’s doppelgänger and finding out Barry likes Harrison Wells from earth-2 romantically so you end up giving him advice

Annon 2:
Imagine Barry having a really bad crush on Earth-2 Wells but Wells is not as smart in romantic approaches as he is in technology.

Annon 3:
Harrison’s female doublegänger tries to hint Harry from earth 2 that Barry probably likes him more than as a teacher!  (I love your choice of female Harrison!)

A/N: Thank you so much for your requests, I’m terrible sorry for my horrible english, that’s why I’m trying to make god gifs! lol, I really love Eva Green as Harry’s female doppelgänger, I just want you to know that this isn’t  part 4 of the miniseries,  let’s take this like a prequel.. or something like that! haha I love you guys <3 <3

Barry x Harry

-Oh Harry! LOOK AT YOU! – Says Harriet putting her hands on Harry’s cheeks – You are brilliant but you’re a fool! But don’t worry, you still tremendously handsome!  - Harry leaves the speedlab without saying a word, Harriet look at Barry who was watching them from the door – and what do you think? That he’s gonna realize by his own? – she asks

-what do you mean? –

-for God sake! I’m not an idiot Barry, maybe Harry is, but I’m not dear, and staying there, waiting for him to realize by his own it’s not a good idea.

Sighs as he sitting down on the floor and Harriet sits next to him – Am I too obvious?

-No – she confesses smiling at him – I’m very observant and well… one day Barry from my earth confesses that he had a crush on me before we met, so I assumed that some things never change – Barry looks at her -   Look Barry, Harry might be a genius and a jerk who says that doesn’t need anyone, but he’s a Wells, and this is how we are, we don’t like to ask for help and believe that we can do everything by ourself, but we’re always gonna need a friend that support us and make us explode the ideas that our crazy minds creates… sometimes we need someone who inspire us , you could be that friend… don’t screw up..

requests are open! (x)

nylasoutpost  asked:

Just wanna say your Voltron Lilo and stitch AU Warms my heart and its the best omg. How would Hunk fit in the AU? What if Hunk and Shay were Jumba and pleakley? Lol that would be hilarious It would bring the whole fam together haha Oh wait i think i remember one of your posts saying Hunk would be someone else? Dang oh well your AU still makes my day and I love it and you are amazing <3

I was thinking of that at first but then 

I think Hunk would be David/Puloki (Kumu- Hawaiian for Teacher), but not really in the role where he likes Nani (Allura) but a kind surfer that helps teach kids to surf and Hula dancing~ He also finds himself having a crush on the Grand Councilwomen who arrives to earth to find Gantu (Sendak) and Stitch (Keith).

Everyone is a big happy family<3

Originally posted by jhonovandiaz

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“My favorite one is a guy that I nicknamed Fernando. He has long shoulder-length hair and a moustache and sometimes a little goatee and usually works as a sort of janitor figure or whatever, whatever’s needed. He’s been my favorite I think, just because of the elaborate backstory I’ve given him as a flamenco-dancing assassin.” - Matthew Rhys

“Our favorite, the one that all the ladies like, is Fernando. |Laughter] And Fernando is spanish. We decided he’s a flamenco teacher and he’s incredibly sexy.” - Keri Russell

anonymous asked:

So in a previous post you mentioned you're learning pitiful children on guitar and I was wondering if you could try to get the Michael in the bathroom cuz I think it would sound great on guitar/ukelele

I mean I’d love to (I REALLY would) but idk if my guitar teacher can make a piano song into a guitar song :/ Cause MitB is pretty much all piano and idk if that will translate well to guitar. I’ll just ask my guitar teacher and see what he thinks cause I wanna play it super bad lol ;v

knbaes-n-bakas  asked:

Why do you have to go ripping out my heart and stomping on it because oh my god that child birth one where s/o is dying made me cry T-T it was soooo goooodddd so may I request some fluff? So flash forward, GOM + Kagami tells a story to their child about a memorable event between them and their s/o? I guess the child is just curious because he/she have not even had the chance to meet their mother. Please stitch my heart back up with your amazing writing ;u; please and thank you >u<

writing the child birth scenario made me super sad as well LOL. THIS IS NICE I AM EXCITED TO WRITE THIS.

In case you’re unaware, this is the angsty childbirth scenario (death tw btw) that our dear Lily is referring to.

Note: the children are all five years old. Also, the s/o is referred to as a “mother”, as requested. 

Kuroko: “Otouuu-san! The teacher didn’t see you again!” Kuroko’s son Haru giggled, gripping his dad’s fingers tightly as they walked home. “You’re like a ninja!”

Kuroko huffed a soft laugh, tilting his head to the side to peer down at Haru. “Only your okaa-san was able to find me right away, y’know.”

“Was Okaa-san a ninja too?” Haru asked with wide unblinking blue eyes.

Kuroko shook his head. “No, they weren’t a ninja. But they always seemed to be able to see me.”

“Like how!”

“Well…” Kuroko squinted his eyes as he thought hard, but then brightened with a small grin when he remembered a perfect example. “Once, when your mother and I were on a date–”

OOOOH, Otou-san went on a daaaaate, and you kiiiiissed,” Haru cut him off, making loud kissy noises.

Kuroko rolled his eyes at his son, chucking. “Yes, yes. Otou-san kissed your okaa-san.”

“Ewww!” Haru shrieked, covering his eyes with his free hand, even though there wasn’t anything yucky to see.

Anyway,” Kuroko said pointedly, and Haru piped down immediately (but a few giggles slipped through here and there), lowering his hand. “So we were on a date. We went to this huge event, I can’t remember what it was for. But there was a very large crowd. We accidentally got separated–”

“Okaa-san shoulda held Otou-san’s hand like me!” Haru said proudly, raising their linked hands.

“Yeah, you’re right Haru. But we didn’t. So we were pulled apart, and I was trying to find your okaa-san because I knew that they wouldn’t find me. But a few seconds later, I see your okaa-san standing on a very big fountain, waving at me with both their hands.”

“Like this?” Haru let go of Kuroko’s hand and waved his arms wildly.

Kuroko nodded. “Exactly. Even in that very large crowd, your okaa-san was able to find me! It made me really happy.”

“I can find you too! Like Okaa-san! I’m like Okaa-san, then, right?” Haru asked, threading their fingers together tightly and then looking up at his father with an expectant expression.

Kuroko’s eyes crinkled when he smiled widely. “Yes you are.”

Kagami: Kagami was indebted to Alex in more ways than one. Why? Well, besides teaching him and his brother core basketball skills and being a cool-ass mother figure to the both of them, she also instilled within them another necessary skill: hair braiding.

“'Tou-san, are you done yet?” Ai asked, twiddling her little fingers in her lap.

Kagami grunted around a mouth full of hair pins. Ai sighed.

Another five minutes later, Kagami was finally done. He proudly held the mirror up for her inspection. “Whaddya think, eh, Ai?”

Ai seriously turned her head from left to right, appraising the work. Then, she gave a decisive nod and stood up to wrap her arms around Kagami’s neck. “It’s great, thanks ‘Tou-san.”

“Cool, that means I can go watch my show now? Wanna come?” he asked, sitting up, groaning when some of his joints popped.

“’Kay!” Ai said cheerfully, and skipped alongside her dad as he took two long strides to the couch and settled down. She climbed into his lap and waited patiently for him to click on the TV. While Kagami flipped through channels, Ai piped up again. “'Tou-san… y’know, I was talkin’ to Shika-chan and she said her ‘Kaa-san braids her hair. Did my ‘Kaa-san braid my hair too?”

Kagami was caught off guard by the question, and he fumbled with the remote, almost dropping it if not for his quick reflexes. “Well, no, they didn’t get the chance to. But,” he shifted Ai on his lap so that they were snuggled closer. “When you were in your ‘kaa-san’s tummy, ‘Kaa-san was always trying out weird hairstyles out on me when I wasn’t paying attention.”

Ai gasped. “Why!”

Kagami wasn’t able to hold back his laughter at the memory very well. “Because they said that when you came out of the their tummy, they were gonna make you so pretty every day. That’s why I make your hair nice every morning before school. If your ‘kaa-san saw that I wasn’t, they’d kick my a– butt. They’d kick my butt.”

“Yeah they would.” Ai nodded seriously. “'Kaa-san was smart. They planned ahead. They told me that if you didn’t make my hair pretty, I would have to kick your butt for them.”

“Haah?” Kagami scoffed. “When did they tell you that!”

“When I was in their tummy!” Ai argued.

“Li-ar,” Kagami sang, tickling Ai’s sides. “You just wanna find a reason to fight me.”

“N-no!” Ai gasped out between loud bursts of laughter. “You weren’t there, you wouldn’t know!”

Kagami stopped when he noticed the theme song of his show beginning to play. He quickly placed a light kiss on his daughter’s forehead. “Fine, you and your ‘kaa-san had a secret club without me. Hmph. So lucky.”

Kise: Kise stood on his tiptoes on the ladder, reaching his hand out as far as it would go.

“You can do it, ‘Tou-chan! Reach farther!” cheered Kise’s darling angel of a son.

“I’m trying, Miyuki-cchi! You really got the ball stuck far. I still don’t understand how you were able to get the ball stuck up here. It’s not like we were playing soccer,” Kise grunted, shaking the sweat out of his eyes.

“I’m a podidgy!” Miyuki yelled happily.

“Podidgy?” Kise mumbled to himself, confused. What was tha– oh, prodigy. “Yeah you are!”

Eventually, his fingertips brushed the orange ball and it tipped, hitting four branches before bouncing to the ground. 

“Hooray!”

“Hooray!” Kise echoed. 

When Kise managed to climb down, he saw Miyuki staring up at the top of the tree with a thoughtful look. “What are you looking at?” Kise also stared up at the tree, squinting at it. Was there another ball that got stuck?

“Maybe Mama is stuck in the tree as well,” Miyuki said, completely serious. He was mimicking Kise’s squinty-eyed expression. 

Kise barked out a surprised laugh, and Miyuki’s mouth twisted down in displeasure at the sound. “I’m not making a joke, ‘Tou-chan.”

Crouching down to be eye-level with his son, he shook his head. “No, Miyuki-cchi, your mama isn’t up there.”

Miyuki’s expression fell, eyes beginning to take on a defeated quality. That was not a look a five year old should have been wearing. Quickly, Kise fell onto his back, pulling Miyuki down with him so that the both of them were lying in the grass facing the tree. 

“But once Mama did get stuck in a tree, y’know,” Kise said, and he smiled in relief when Miyuki giggled. “They were trying to compete against me, to see who could climb the highest. I went re-a-a-ally far, but your mama went even farther, to the very top, and then realized that they were scared of heights.”

“Haha! That’s so silly!” 

“Your mama was a very silly person. But very cute as well.”

“Am I cute?” Miyuki angled his face up to give Kise a wide-eyed stare.

Kise’s heart clenched at how perfect his son was, and he aggressively cuddled him, nuzzling his face into Miyuki’s hair. “Of course, you’re my perfect copy!”

Midorima: “Your lucky item for the day is an onion, Yoshi, go and get one,” Midorima said, clicking off the T.V. 

“Okay, Otou-san!” Yoshi agreed, and scrambled up to head to the kitchen and hunt down an onion. 

Midorima busied himself with packing his briefcase for the day. There was his lunch, his files about his patients, paperwork to be done, and his blessedly small lucky item: a kangaroo doll. 

“Got it!” Yoshi announced, holding up her onion like it was a trophy. 

Midorima patted her head as he walked past her towards the front of the house. “Good. Get your backpack, you don’t want to be late.”

Yoshi ran off to get her bag, then walked back to put her shoes on. Midorima bit back a smile of pride– she was finally able to wear shoes without help from Midorima in getting them on. Once Yoshi gave the okay, the two walked out to the car. 

Midorima usually liked to drive in silence, but the next best thing was listening to classical music. Today, they were listening to Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto # 2, Yoshi’s personal favourite. In the middle of it all, Yoshi spoke up. 

“What was Okaa-san’s sign?”

Midorima nearly swerved the car into a ditch. He cleared his throat. “What?”

“What was Okaa-san’s sign?” Yoshi repeated patiently, kicking her legs a little while she waited. 

“U-um, it was ____,” he answered, and held his breath. For what, he didn’t know. 

“Do you think they have their lucky item where they are?” she asked. 

Midorima felt his chest become heavy at the idea of Yoshi worrying about whether her mother was safe, but did his best to keep his composure. “Of course they do, I make sure to check what their lucky item is every day, and then that way, Okaa-san knows what it is and can get it.”

Somehow, he felt pressured to keep talking. “I used to bring Okaa-san her lucky item every day, and once, it was a puppy. It almost peed on her, but I pushed the puppy away from her in time.”

Yoshi nodded in approval, “Good job keeping Okaa-san safe, Otou-san.”

He bit back a laugh, and glanced at his daughter through the rearview mirror. “Thank you, Yoshi.”

Aomine: “Oi, Eiji, what’s next on the list?” Aomine said, pushing the grocery cart down the canned foods aisle. 

“I dunno, ‘Tou-chan, I can’t read!” Eiji explained, staring hard at Aomine’s nearly illegible handwriting as he speed-walked on his small legs, trying to keep up. “alpees?”

“Apples,” Aomine corrected. He turned the cart towards the fresh produce section. “And yeah you can read, kid, don’t say that. People will think I’m neglecting you.”

“Like Satsuki-nee?”

Aomine scrunched his nose in distaste and scoffed, “Satsuki-nee can’t tell a horse’s face from its ass, what does she know?”

“OO-OOHHH ‘TOU-CHAN SAID  AAAAASSSS,” Eiji bellowed, and Aomine shushed him in horror, sideglancing a mom who made a ‘tch’ noise at him. 

“Hey ‘Tou-chan?” Eiji asked a few minutes later after his giggle fit at Aomine  being scolded by a grandma subsided. 

Aomine tossed the apples into the cart. They bounced off of the eggs, making Aomine wince. He’d replace the carton, just in case. “What now, brat?”

“What does my name mean?”

Aomine blanched. He knew he’d have to have this conversation one day, but he hadn’t mentally prepared himself for such an abrupt attack. “I-It, uh… it means, um, second son.”

Eiji furrowed his brows. “But I don’t have a nii-chan.”

Aomine started tossing some tangerines into a bag, so as to keep himself from blushing. “I-I know. Uh, I kinda made a mistake. I liked the name, but I forgot to check what it meant.”

Eiji thumped his forehead with the palm of his hand and sighed wearily. “This is why I hafta take care of you, ‘Tou-chan. I shoulda picked the name. I’d name myself something that made sense.”

Aomine raised a brow. “Like what?”

“Like, Crasher.”

Aomine nodded understandingly. “Makes sense.”

“Did ‘Kaa-chan wanna name me Eiji too?”

Laughing, Aomine shook his head. “Your ‘Kaa-chan would’ve named you something sensible.”

“Like Crasher?”

“Exactly. They were always taking care of me like you do. Like, once I almost fell asleep while waiting for food to boil, and they woke me up before I burned it all.”

“They probably had better writing than you too.”

“HEY, when did you become so cheeky?”

Murasakibara: In all honestly, Murasakibara was terrified of his daughter for the first few years of her life. She was just so small, and he’d admit, he’d dropped her a few times. He’d almost died. But now, he’d realized that Chiyo was essentially a purple haired monkey and he let her do what she wanted. 

On one particular summer afternoon, when the two of them were lounging around eating popsicles while watching Chiyo’s current favourite anime (he didn’t like the main character, but Chiyo said she would watch his favourite anime with him if he watched this), Chiyo said, “I like Azuza-chin’s ‘kaa-san, she makes yummy food.”

Murasakibara nodded. “Yeah, she’s the only character I like in the show.”

Chiyo rolled her eyes and decided to climb up on Murasakibara’s shoulders to hang out there, resting her chin on his head. “Did my ‘Kaa-san cook good food?”

Absently, he nodded. “Of course, why would I have a kid with them if they didn’t cook? You gotta have priorities when you look for a partner, Chi-chin.”

She hummed, seemingly in thought. On screen, Azuza did something stupid again. “See, Azuza-chin is a loser,” Murasakibara pointed out, as he had done many times in the past. 

“Shush ‘Tou-san, Azuza-chin is nice. Also, what priorities do I hafta have when I look for someone?”

Murasakibara shrugged, tousling Chiyo. “I dunno, what do you like?”

“I like to eat,” Chiyo said, and Murasakibara nodded in agreement. “I like to build stuff, and I like kicking that stupid Natsuo-chin in the head–”

Heeey, Chiyo-chiin, you can’t do that,” Murasakibara cut in, pulling Chiyo down from his shoulders so that he could look her in the eye, “Natsuo-chin’s ‘Kaa-san got mad at me for that. What an angry little woman.”

Chiyo crossed her arms, “He thinks he’s smarter than me!”

Murasakibara shook his head, “Don’t beat him up with your body, Chi-chin, beat him up with your words. That way, he doesn’t have proof when he tells on you.” 

“Would ‘Kaa-san tell me to do that too?” Chiyo asked, mimicking Himuro’s words when he was scolding Murasakibara about parenting.

He rolled his eyes. “No, they would say to be kind to Natsuo-chin and say mean things to him in your head. Then draw a mean picture at home. They did that once, when they had a bad coworker. Drew a huuuge picture of them looking like a pig. It was so funny, we almost framed it.”

Chiyo furrowed her brows. “I think Muro-Oji-chan would yell at them for that too.”

Akashi: Akashi felt like he had the most rambunctious child in the world. He had recently gotten into a new phase, after learning about superheros, and was now punching everything. It didn’t help that Tadashi’s punching range was at about crotch level. 

“Otou-san, look, I can fly!” Tadashi yelled from on top of a cabinet– oh holy shit, how did he get up there?”

“Tadashi, wait!” Akashi yelled as he shot out of his seat grabbed Tadashi from mid-air. Tadashi laughed, pleased.

Akashi huffed, relieved that he’d caught him in time. “Tadashi, why would you jump from so high?”

“I knew you’d catch me though!”

He stared at his son, perplexed. “But you know that it’s unsafe. How could you be certain that I’d catch you?”

Tadashi shrugged, wiggling in his arms to get Akashi to put him back on the ground. “I’m right about everything.”

Akashi sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Play with me!” Tadashi waved a cape at him, as if it was something enticing.

Akashi waved helplessly at the stacks of paper on his desk. “But who’s going to do all this?”

“No one!” Tadashi cheered, running around. 

Deciding he did need a break anyway, Akashi spent the next half-hour playing as the villain to Tadashi’s superhero. After Akashi– hair tousled and cheeks red from the exertion– announced that it was time for him to go back to work, Tadashi pouted. 

“It would be easier if Okaa-san was here right?” he said, not sadly, but in a subdued tone.

Akashi didn’t know what to say. Of course it would be easier, but he didn’t want Tadashi to feel as if he was a burden or something of the sort. “Well, Okaa-san was always helping me. Sometimes, when I would work too long, Okaa-san would come into my office and would throw small balls at me until I did something with them.”

“So, I’m right, aren’t I. I’m always right. It’s okay, don’t worry Otou-san, I’ll throw things at you until you play with me too.”

Akashi kneeled down next to Tadashi to give him a hug, chuckling. “I’m so lucky. Thank you, Tadashi.”

anonymous asked:

I've seen a nice amount of guys with Aquarius in them that are full on pranksters! Or the 'class clown'

WAIT THAT’S ACTUALLY SO TRUE LOL I DIDN’T THINK OF AQUARIUS IN THE MOMENT BUT YEAH YOU’RE RIGHT

There was a guy named Guy in my Math class last year in high school (an Aquarius) who literally knew everyone in the school. No joke, he knew every single person. He talked to everyone and even spoke to the janitors, as well as each teacher. He was very funny - always had some banter with my Scorpio Math teacher and interrupted class time because he was constantly saying some hilariously outrageous things.

And I knew another person named Brandon who was in my Ceramics class two years ago, and he was one of my better friends during that year of high school. I didn’t know him at all but he sat across from me and my Virgo friend and started speaking to us during the first week, and from then, we just became friends. And then a Cancer girl (ugh, one of the funniest people I’ve ever met btw) came and joined us. So much fun. The Aquarius guy, Brandon, was definitely the class clown. He was super loud, charismatic, and when I walked into the classroom at the beginning sometimes, it was fairly empty (with the radio on) and Brandon would be dancing like a cowboy on the tables, and got off the tables and did the robot around the entire class. He also did some weird accents and spoke like Morgan Freeman.

Maybe tumble will want to post this page

It’s nothing much but I’m designing a different villain with a huge nose and….I’m struggling to translate that into CU style lol. These are quick dumb concept doodles but I reeeally wanna talk about my dude 😭

Well anyway this is Nosetradamus. The bottom right is the design I’m going with I guess–as far as appearance. The poor dude is a substitute teacher and the kids (and faculty!!) snicker about his big schnoz. He’s not really angry about it, but it definitely hurts (though he won’t admit that….)

He’s allergic to life and always gets sick with….disastrous results….His allergist invited him to participate in a study that might eradicate his allergies, and Nose (idk what his civilian name will be yet??) jumped at the chance! But the allergist-turned-mad-scientist CHANGED HIM….now he has short-term psychic abilities. He can predict what people are going to do in a moment–so when he’s in battle, he predict what move his enemy has decided to make next! It also gave him the ability to find his enemies just by scent! So imagine his surprise when he tries to locate the hero Captain Underpants, and he finds himself at the school where he subs….But of course, all
These powers rely on his nose.

The evil allergist also equipped him with weapons of some sort that I’ll figure out as I go!! I want his Villainous outfit to be totally steampunky I think? Still figuring it out!!

Anyway I love him and he means everything to me. More on him soon 😭

things I've overheard in a second grade classroom

- “pink is not a boy or girl color!! chris loves hot pink!!”

- “you don’t want to see your sister from college who you haven’t seen for a year?? man, that’s cold! sisters are for protecting and loving”

- kid raises his hand, kid gets called on, immediately scratches his head and says “i forgot”

- kids singing 7 years by lukas graham and starting with “once i was 7 years old” and getting to the part of the song where they sing “soon i’ll be 60 years old” with heart and passion and facial expressions and everything is too great bc they r literally tiny and 7 years old

- during show and tell, a kid raises his hand to ask a question “is ur grandma dead yet” (my jaw dropped lol)

- a kid asked me if I have a boyfriend and I said no and he said “well you can marry ms.____ (the teacher) !! girls can marry girls and boys can marry boys!!”

- during a poster presentation that had photos of this kid’s parents, multiple photos of cousins, aunts, uncles, grandmas, grandpas, family friends, and even a random cat he found on the street one time in Barcelona, my friend/ the other TA raised her hand and said “….wait….don’t you have a baby sister….?” he laughs and says “oh yeah”

- “eli why are you wearing shorts today it’s cold!” “because my dad didn’t do laundry yet and this was the only thing I could find…..”


kids say the darnedest things :’-) but they also restore my hope for future generations

anonymous asked:

"Alaric and Caroline but their chemistry and their dynamic was everything SC should’ve been " So trueee!!! They were definitely the "if we're still single by our 30s let's get together & have a family" couple except Alaric was 40 & Caroline was a teen & his former student still like you said they communicated way better & had chemistry. JP should've just let Calaric be June wedding lmao

Well like I said, their dynamic is more than icky because he was her best friend’s surrogate father and her high school teacher, like the power dynamics here are ridiculous problematic but Calaric managed to have that teamwork relationship, that sense of independence within togetherness whereas SC was just very isolated. And I remember in season 8 when there was a moment when Calaric had this stare and my tumblr AND my phone were blowing up like DID YOU SEE THAT STARE THO? Lol.

anonymous asked:

Thanks for the feedback, it has always been math but occasionally I slip up bc I focus too much on it I neglect the other subjects. He also said that no one is bad at math, they're just lazy which is funny, bc that would mean that me, someone who tries my hardest to understand the material and do well in other subjects is lazy. I'm interested in the arts, more of writing/drawing but people say that doesn't bring much money as math related jobs.

Lol omg, this teacher is destined to make many students fail if he has that way of thinking. He’s not teaching at all. He’s more like giving his students exercises and expecting them to know it already. If anyone is lazy, it’s him.

My cousin that is in New York now works in accounting and she was a total nerd for math. She gets paid pretty damned well but dang, she just loves and is natural at this stuff.

Art careers depend more in your success as an artist/creator. Some people manage to make a living while others can get filthy rich and some unfortunate few can barely make it, so there’s no actual set salary for that sort of work.

It’s either a lot, moderate or less.

Figured I’d write a more detailed story of Liam’s school introduction.
We’re lucky to live within a five minute walk from the school, so we walked over on Thursday…well Liam ran, my sister and I walked over lol.
He said hello and spoke very kindly to all the teachers and assistants he met. We learned that this is the smallest kindergarten group the school has had, and they had to cancel one of the classes all together, so instead of four classes there’s only three. Liam got to play for about ten minutes in each classroom, and he loved it. Didn’t even look for me.
It’s a play based curriculum, and he gets to eat whenever he wants. I loved that cause homeboy is literally always hungry. I’ll probably have to bring him more food mid day.
The children were all nice, which is comforting; he shouldn’t have any problems with anyone.
After that, we stayed and he got to go to the fun fair the school was holding. He jumped his little heart out on multiple bouncy castles, and was given a free voucher for a snow cone because he was so polite.
Before bed, he said that it was his best day ever and that he couldn’t wait to go to school.
I’m excited to set him free, and for him to begin this amazing chapter of his life.